The sleeping druid, quietly snoring, with the girl standing in front of him, was so ridiculous and funny.

There are no defenses inside and outside the tent, which can be explained by homecoming, carelessness, but even people are close at hand, and they haven't woken up, which is really, so Alice doesn't even have the heart to laugh.

Not to mention anything else, even an ordinary Scandinavian, when he was sleeping, when a person appeared around him, he would wake up and give the person who walked up to him at random a blow.

But fortunately, the druid who fell asleep in the past can save Alice a lot of effort, even if he is a spellcaster, he has far more mental power than ordinary people, but in the unvigilant sleep, most of the mental power is in a state of inability to mobilize, which is very convenient for Alice to use magic to read his mind.

Just in case, Alice made up for the [Sleep Technique] at close range, so that he could sleep more deeply, so that he would not wake up suddenly and affect Alice.

Alice was then around the tent, learning how to set up enchantments, and arranging some protective magic for defense and vigilance.

After all this, Alice really focused on the young man, and simply used magic to enter his brain and erode the dream he was sinking into.

This was a troublesome affair, because Alice only intended to obtain information, and did not intend to expose herself, and did not want the Scandinavians to know that she had left the Baltic Empire and arrived here.

Go home?

The information she receives from her youth's dreams strikes Alice as strange, as a strong sense of homesickness should not be seen in a warrior who is sabotaging the supply lines of Attila's army.

In addition to homesickness, Alice also unexpectedly discovers the emotion of fear, the fear hidden in the depths, and there is no way to escape the feeling of Alice, who has mastered the divinity of fear.

With this little bit of fear, Alice soon learned that three druid squads had lost contact and been wiped out by the enemy, including a legendary Druid Elder who had met with her.

To be able to do this, in Alice's impression, there are only the only remaining knights and Attila in the Attila Empire, and Attila is unlikely to solve these problems herself, and the army in Finland still needs her control.

So those who came here must be plague, death, and famine, and most likely death, because whether it is plague or famine, judging by their names, their abilities are more suitable for use on the battlefield.

Although she said that she had verified the guess in her heart, Alice still did not find the answer she wanted from it, about the attitude of the druid in the snowy mountain, and the situation about Sigoaney.

Well?

Suddenly, Alice's brow furrowed slightly, and she found a strange picture in the young man's memory, of a weather-faced man with a box of gold and some precious things.

Alice didn't know the man, but she had seen the man's outfit, which was a slightly peculiar part of the Scandinavian Empire, and was now the mainstream Gothic outfit.

A Goth person holding something precious like gold to contact a snowy mountain druid is a normal and supposed thing to happen no matter how you look at it.

The snowy mountain druid reconciled with the Goths, and threw himself into the arms of Siegel?

Such a thought flashed through Alice's mind, and her previous contact with the Snow Mountain Druid made her not very convinced that the Snow Mountain Druid, those stubborn conformists, could accept Siegel's leadership.

These idealists have an insurmountable communication barrier with realists like Siegel, as if they had put a cat and a turtle in a box with no common language, let alone a stream.

Without lingering too long, Alice continued to look at the druid's memories, hoping to find more useful information in them.

Sigourney?

She only has such a name in her memory, and she has never even seen her face, and she still knows about her from Alice's mouth and other villagers.

The druids who have a friendship with Sigourney are only a part of the Snow Mountain Druid, and it just so happens that this young man is not in that part, in the Snow Mountain Druid, he is one of the few druids who support the Goths, hoping that Sigal, who has completed the unification of the peninsula at a young age, can bring their Scandinavians to a higher level of glory, such as repelling Attila, washing away the shame of the past, or conquering the entire Baltic Sea, fulfilling the dream that every Scandinavia will have in his childhood.

Of course, whether or not there is a role in the things that the Goths gave away is not to be seen.

In the end, Alice still didn't find much information in the druid's mind, perhaps because his status and strength were not high enough in the Snow Mountain Druid, or because he was a member of the faction that supported the Goths, and was not treated well by the other Snow Mountain Druids, especially the elders with great prestige.

However, Alice finds something interesting in the end, and it turns out that this snowy mountain druid, inciting his companions to go back to Scandinavia, missing their homeland, fearing enemies, etc., is only part of the reason.

More than that, his ambition, if the Elders and other druids suffered heavy losses in the region, he would gain a lot of prestige by offering to return home and bring his companions back home.

Moreover, maybe at that time, it is not impossible for him to advance to the rank of elder, or even go one step further, at least with the support of the Scandinavian Empire, he believes that it will not be difficult.

As for the question of strength, he also believes that as long as he can obtain that status, with a large number of resources available, it is logical to enter the legend.

Such an idea, in Alice's opinion, is really very naïve, very ridiculous, very naïve, or too taken for granted.

If the elders of the Snow Mountain Druids were really wiped out in this area, then the Snow Mountain Druids who did not have the legendary level to sit in would inevitably decline.

If the Snow Mountain Druid declines, then with that Siegel's character, he will definitely not do such a superfluous thing as supporting him, and he will directly swallow up the entire Snow Mountain Druid Force, allowing these spellcasters to join his empire.

And in the end, he wants to become a legend, if a legend really can become a legend just by needing resources, then all the nobles in this world, those goblins have already become legends, and it won't be like this tens of thousands of people to achieve one.

Think about those rich goblins, they have so much wealth in their hands, and they hold so many strange treasures in their hands, they can't become legends, and you know that the word legend does not represent something as simple as it seems, nor is it as pale as it is recorded in books.

There is a small gain, a small gain, but she didn't get what she wanted most, the information she wanted the most, Alice sighed in disappointment.

She stood still, silent for a few minutes, thinking about what to do with the Druids who were Goths of Siegel.

Letting them return to Scandinavia safely would strengthen Siegel, which Alice did not want to see.

But leaving them here, and weakening Siegel's power during a critical period like the Attilassi expedition, was also something she didn't want to see.

Suddenly, she thought of a way to deal with the druids, she erased the traces of her visit, cleaned the air of the remaining scents, removed the magic from the outside, and quietly left the place as if no one had ever been here.

In the forest around the druids, white bears and brown bears still sleeping in tree hollows, voles still toiling at work, owls bending their necks to watch, wolves on the outermost periphery watching, everything was the same, nothing had changed.

Dressed in an artifact, Alice left quickly, and she flew in the air, at great speed, in the direction of the south, where the Novgorodians, a branch of the Rus' and not very powerful, lived, and where the young leader called Rurik lived, from where Alice had only left for a short time.

Perhaps many people have already guessed Alice's intention to tell the Novgorodians the news that these snow-capped druids are here, so that they can leave their lives here forever on this night, the last night of the snow-capped druids in the steppes of Rus.

Alice believed that Rurik would not be able to accept the gift she had prepared, and as a good and responsible leader, Rurik would never let these thugs who dared to harm his people leave the land unharmed.

Even if Rurik knew that Alice was not ill-intentioned, in order to complete his revenge and pay for his blood debts, he would lead his army to attack the camp of the druids in the snowy mountains.

Even if the attack was at the height of the druid's vigilance, Rurik knew that the outcome of the battle would result in his heavy casualties, and he had to.

This is indeed the case, when Rurik was surprised to see Alice, who had not been away for a long time, go back and forth, and heard the message of the snow-capped druid from the other party's mouth, knowing that it was the other party's conspiracy, he still resolutely stepped into this pit that the other party had prepared for him.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest politeness, Rurik asked Alice to take care of the camp, and began to gather the entire camp of men who could fight and could afford to hold weapons.

All the weapons in the warehouse that are usually reluctant to be used were distributed, and the armor that would not be used until life and death was even more than one per person, and when they heard the news of the discovery of those damn druids, the people below were quickly preparing with anger on their faces.

In just thirty minutes, they were ready to go on the march, and according to the information given by Alice, they galloped towards the place where the druids were resting.

A blizzard can't extinguish the fire burning in your heart.

The thick snow on the ground could not stop the footsteps towards the enemy.

In the previous attacks on the snowy mountain druids, almost every Novgorod had loved ones killed at their hands, not to mention the culprits who could not stand it and destroyed the meadows on which they depended.

Rurik, who was at the head of the group, was still a little calm in the blood, and he vaguely guessed the reason why Alice would tell him the news.

If he is able to kill the druids, he will be rewarded by Atila as the only clan leader other than the knights who can deal with the druids in the snowy mountains, as well as the Novgorodians.

Maybe it's more dense pastures, or giving the Novgorodians more grazing territory, or something else that will make the Novgorodians more powerful.

Whatever it was, the end result would be a disruption of the balance of power in the Rus' steppe, which would provoke the ambitions of the Novgorodians to unify the entire Rus' steppe.

Rurik knows himself, as well as the thoughts of his people, and when he grows stronger, he attacks other weak tribes to make his tribe stronger.

At that time, the carriage that had begun to move at high speed could not be stopped if Rurik wanted to, and it could only change direction slightly by sitting on the reins controlled in front of the carriage, otherwise the car would be destroyed and killed.

The night was broken by a terrible wolf howl, and the wolves that found their target raised an alert, and then desperately launched an attack on the Novgorodian army.

They were greeted by a dense round of javelins, and then sharp stone axes and stone hammers beckoned to them, and in such a group war, the wolves fighting head-on were instantly at a disadvantage, and their numbers were rapidly decreasing.

However, it doesn't matter if they are all destroyed, the news of the enemy's attack has been transmitted back to the back, and the sleeping druids are awakened, with a belly full of fire, ready to respond to the enemy attack.

The druids, who had just woken up, did not know why the Novgorodians would find their tracks so accurately in the vast forest.

However, such a strangeness was quickly thrown into their minds, just a group of Novgorodians who did not even have a caster, and in this harsh environment, they would only become a target for slow action.

All the druids of the snowy mountains thought so, and even thought that it would only take a little time to get rid of the Novgorodians and set out on their way home.

…… Poor Rurik was ignored like this, and his strength had reached the level of a legend.